There once was a time in movie history when party-hardy kids would head into the woods and get their heads bashed in by some masked psycho. Ah, the good old days. Writer/director Eli Roth remembers that time fondly with his no-apologies, balls-to-the-wall, blood-splattering thriller that recalls a time when Leatherface massacred in Texas and Jason spooked Camp Crystal Lake.

Cabin Fever doesn't just look like -- or mock -- those late '70s/early '80s horror thrillers; it actually is one. Roth takes his source material and deftly adds layers, with the result being something eerily familiar and yet altogether original.